The final text he sent asked what time I would reach home so he could wait for me.
I shut off my phone and mixed myself into my colleagues’ conversation.
“This time when Astraea heads overseas, the next time she shows up, we’ll need to call her Director Grant.”
“Quit joking around. When I’m back, let’s meet again.”
The night was lively.
When we wrapped things up, it was already past midnight.
I was about to book a ride when a figure standing in the dark corner startled me.
Chase’s reddened stare locked onto mine.
His voice shook. “Astraea… you’re heading overseas?”
